Chapter 145 Extra·4
The first month is a very important month. As the beginning of every year, there are always various sacrifices held in the first month.
After the end of the year, the Gojo family began to work overtime, firstly to prepare for the annual Yusanjia gathering at the end of the year, which is traditionally held on the last day of the year, and secondly, to prepare for the New Year.
A family of magicians with an ancient heritage. The old traditions have been accumulated and passed down over the years. Although the taboos required are not as many as those in the Heian period, they are still quite complicated.
In the past, Satoru Gojo basically didn't go back to Gojo's house. Part of the reason was that he was afraid of these complicated things. According to him, it was scarier than Masamichi Yaga's review.
"Curse" may come from accumulated resentment over time. Even a trivial thought can expand over time. People's hearts are small, but they can be filled with messy things, so they need to be taboo. Things, the complicated rules and regulations are extremely complicated.
Every year at the end of the year, the Gojo family gathering is held in the three families in turn. This year it happened to be the turn of the Gojo family, so the already busy end of the year became even busier. Even the little maid Chun who was arranged next to her couldn't relax and was dragged over. Caught a young man.
The entire Gojo family is working overtime. The maids and attendants are busy moving various documents and scrolls and preparing various sacrificial vessels.
Satoru Gojo disappeared at noon.
The housekeeper of Gojo's house took him to the study.
This steward is twenty-eight years old, the same age as Satoru Gojo, but just looking at his face, he looks like he is a generation older than Satoru Gojo. According to his own self-introduction, his spells are mediocre and his spell power is mediocre. He cannot play a big role in exorcising curse spirits and is not outstanding. Instead, he has outstanding talents in financial management. , he did not choose to go to a high school, but chose to study in an ordinary school. Satoru Gojo sponsored him a sum of money to help him complete the financial management major in college. After graduation, he was caught by Satoru Gojo and stuffed into Gojo's house. In the position of housekeeper.
The butler of the Gojo family is much younger than she expected. He is a very reliable image. If anything, he feels a bit like the very reliable Mr. Nanami. His eyebrows are full of exhaustion after staying up late at work, which makes Yayoi feel like him. The next moment you can utter the golden saying "Labor is shit".
Satoru Gojo basically never goes back to Gojo's house. In one year, most of his time is spent on missions. The rest of the time is used by him to sneak away students. The remaining time is so little that he is like a child squeezed into a corner. He is pitiful. Xixi's rest time.
After Yayoi became his assistant, he had more free time.
All the trivial matters at Gojo's house fall on the butler. I am also very busy at this time of the year.
As usual, at this time of the year, since the head of the family must be hands-on, Satoru Gojo has chosen a special development direction. He is not at the Gojo family all year round. The head of the family is very busy outside, and the manager himself works overtime at the home. He has no time for both ends. In previous years, Gojo All these matters will fall on the steward himself.
After finally catching the man, of course the housekeeper couldn't let him go.
At first it was the housekeeper who told people with a slumped face to fulfill the obligations of the head of the house - to go to work, but later it was Satoru Gojo who took the initiative to drag people away.
——The head of the family has taken a wife.
The housekeeper did not block Satoru Gojo's circle of friends. To be honest, when he learned the news, he would be lying if he was not curious.
After being squeezed by Satoru Gojo for so long, he knew this bitch so well that he never thought that this man would get married.
On the one hand, a person's cognition often has a huge impact on choices.
Love is the most twisted curse - this understanding is deeply rooted in Satoru Gojo's heart. In the other person's understanding, loving someone is equivalent to cursing the other person in disguise. This person's bitch nature is soaked into his bones, but the other person has never Not willing to curse others.
The way not to curse others is simple, just not to love them.
But he happened to bring a wife home.
Based on the housekeeper's understanding of Satoru Gojo, if Satoru Gojo didn't care about her, he would not have anything to do with her.
This is good for everyone.
On the other hand, Satoru Gojo didn't scare people away?
Reminiscing about the girls who were scared away by this man's bad character, the clan elders worked tirelessly to select blind dates for him. Every Satoru Gojo would scare away one of them. He could not count them with his fingers and toes. Ever since one day he was with After the cordial face-to-face conversation between the clan elders ended, the clan elder who came out of the teahouse with a disgraced face did not dare to find another girl for him to date.
"Ayan."
The clan elders who walked out of the conference room were all disgraced, and even had to help each other to leave.
Gojoyan lowered his head, took a step back, and made a way. His eyes fell on the texture of the wooden floor that had been smoothed by time. He did not even look at it, just like a statue, quietly waiting for the embarrassed clan elders to leave.
Once upon a time, they were the most prestigious tasks of the Gojo family. When they were at their peak, they even dared to challenge the previous head of the family. However, with the current head of the family, blowing their noses and glaring at them no longer works. Satoru Gojo wears the well-known reputation of being dog-hating and frivolous, but this does not affect his resolute actions. He ignores the so-called weighing the pros and cons and does whatever he wants. He is cold and cruel. The youngest head of the Gojo family, after inheriting the Gojo family, he has become the youngest head of the Gojo family with the fastest speed. Speed has become the true representative of the Gojo family.
It seems to be an autumn afternoon, with red maple leaves spreading all over the courtyard. The shallow afternoon sunlight falls, and the thin veins of the thin leaves are clearly reflected in the field of vision.
"Red is pretty, right?"
The young head of the family sat on the tatami with his head raised, one leg bent up, and the other crossed on the ground. He propped himself on the ground with one hand and stared at the red maple in his hand as if in a trance.
A few broad red leaves were scattered on the windowsill of the Japanese-style room, and their thin veins looked like criss-crossing blood vessels.
The bridge of the young house owner's nose was clean, and his hand on the ground was holding the sunglasses that had been taken off the bridge of his nose.
He looked at the bright red maple and seemed to be stunned.
"But if I loved her, I would curse her."
The Japanese-style room in the afternoon was filled with golden sunlight, and dust particles danced in the mist-like sunlight.
"Love is the most twisted curse." The young head of the family said softly, "But I don't want to curse her. She is just an ordinary little red-haired girl with relatively strong strength."
"She doesn't even have a mother anymore."
For a moment, Gojoyan felt that Satoru Gojo seemed very sad, but the next second he felt that it was his illusion. The head of the family who finally came back put on his sunglasses and showed that he didn't love anyone, so he simply threw the whole thing to him. He whistled and walked out of the house calmly. Before leaving, he said that he suddenly wanted to eat orange-flavored ice cream.
The sudden surge of sadness disappeared in a flash, as if it had never existed.
Gojoyan: "..."###
When he saw the bright red hair in the photo, he thought of the red leaves falling in autumn. The red leaves in early autumn were already dyed with a thin layer of red.
"I've been dawdling for so long. In the end, I still cursed people."
Gojoyan curled his lips, put down his phone, and immersed himself in a pile of financial reports.
Except that Satoru Gojo is married, everything is still the same.
That red-haired one looks a bit familiar.
Yayoi also looked familiar to him.
The world is so small.
The two chatted politely for a few words, and as they continued their conversation, they found out that they graduated from the same university and joined the same club. Yayoi was his schoolmate, Gojoyan had already graduated and worked, and Yayoi had just enrolled in school. It wasn't long before the two of them met each other. They only saw each other in club photos.
After a brief chat, Gojoyan noticed that the red-haired school girl didn't look very smart. He glanced at Satoru Gojo from the corner of his eye, and Mr. Butler's brows knitted into a knot.
He looked at the red-haired schoolgirl in front of him and thought to himself that he was probably being fooled by Satoru Gojo.
Junior school girl, senior, such words sound so beautiful, full of youthful and lively atmosphere, with a sense of immature greenness.
It was strange when it fell on Satoru Gojo's ears. The sour feeling spread from his ears to his heart, and then to his limbs.
His whole cat is in bad shape.
Satoru Gojo strangled him decisively and dragged him away.
"Honey, I'm going to work. Just wait at home for me to come back~"
The last note was rippling, the tone was sweet to the point of being cloying, the familiar frivolity and lack of tone, but the hand holding his neck tightened, and with a little more force, he could be strangled to Santuchuan to meet his underground father.
"Stay away from my wife~"
After walking far away, his expression and tone turned cold, and he could even hear the sound of grinding his teeth, as if he was sharpening a knife.
Gojoyan: "..."
What can he do? He was just a part-time worker for the head of the family, so he could only curse Gojo with all his strength in his heart.
All in all, Yayoi seemed to be the only one in Gojo's family who was very free. She tried to help Chun clean the house, just sweeping the floor. Everyone was busy, even her own cat had to do household chores. She was really embarrassed. Idle.
However, she was rejected very seriously by Chun. The little girl looked at her with a condemning expression, "Madam, you can't do anything!"
The maids who were busy cleaning around also raised their heads, their expressions extremely serious.
Yayoi gave up.
Yayoi, who had nothing to do, wandered to the library. The servants and maids were cleaning the library. The Gojo family collected a lot of ancient books, calligraphy and paintings, and quite a few notes of famous magicians. They were all old and toothless antiques. The powerful attendants removed them from the bookshelf, and the meticulous maids carefully cleaned them from the dust accumulated over time.
Yayoi stood there like a mallet for a while, thinking that he could help others move these things.
When he asked for help, someone recognized him by her conspicuous red hair as the wife brought back by the head of the family.
Yayoi returned to the courtyard where Satoru Gojo lived.
Satoru Gojo, who escaped from the clutches of the housekeeper in the evening, came back and saw his wife playing with the cat in the yard.
Gojo Cat Cat:! ! !
Gojo Cat: Stealing Cat! ! !
The layout of Gojo's house is a traditional Japanese garden. It is far away from the busy city and the surrounding ecological environment is very good. A few wild cats often run down the mountain and it is not a big deal.
After being busy for a long time, I came back and found that my wife was actually petting another cat. The big white cat got angry. He put it on the floor next to him angrily, pouted his mouth, and every hair on his body said, 'I'm not happy now. Yeah, you're in big trouble'.
"Are you back?" Yayoi's eyes were attracted by his cat.
Satoru Gojo ignored her.
Yayoi tilted his head, "You're unhappy."
He was really unhappy.
Satoru Gojo still ignored her.
She touched the soft back of the kitten in her hand and put it on the floor. The kitten raised its head in confusion and meowed, its emerald green eyes full of doubts.
"I'm going to coax my Mr. Cat." A gentle smile appeared on Yayoi's face.
Satoru Gojo's brows furrowed.
The kitten tilted its head, turned around and jumped off the floor. The soft flesh pads stepped on the grass in the courtyard, gently and silently, and then plunged into the evergreen bushes and disappeared without a shadow.
"Why don't you come and give me a hug?" Yayoi opened her hands to him, and the loose sleeves of her kimono were like outstretched wings.
Satoru Gojo subconsciously remembered her walking towards him on the beach, breaking the waves, her white sleeves soaked in the wind like vibrating wings.
He suddenly thought of the mermaid in the fairy tale. It is said that the mermaid will turn into foam in the sea after death. At that time, she was as beautiful as the foam in dreams, beautiful and gentle, but could break before his eyes at any time.
Satoru Gojo slid into his wife's arms, put his hands around his wife's waist, rested his head on his wife's chest, and listened quietly to the sound of her heartbeat.
"It's good that you're alive." Satoru Gojo closed his eyes, letting the heartbeat echo in his ears, and his hands around her waist tightened unconsciously.
He still couldn't forget the white hair in Shibuya. Shoko told him that she almost died. When she was sent to the temporary repair place, the blood in her body seemed to have been drained and then re-injected. The broken There are countless bones, and the withered body is as fragile as a porcelain doll that can break at the touch of a touch. Perhaps she survived by relying on her own arrogant and unreasonable repair ability, or perhaps relying on the curse left by someone.
Yayoi touched his hair, and the soft hair rubbed obediently into her hand, a little itchy.
"Yayoi." Satoru Gojo's muffled voice came.
"I'm here." Yayoi said softly.
"Do you like the Heavenly Descendants or your childhood sweethearts?" Satoru Gojo grinded his teeth, looking quite resentful towards his husband.
Yayoi thought for a while, tilted his head and asked, "Do you think you are a descendant or a childhood sweetheart?"
Satoru Gojo thought for a while and reluctantly answered, "Childhood sweetheart."
Since ancient times, childhood sweethearts VS Tiansheng system, most of the losers are childhood sweethearts. This is a law that makes him very unhappy.
"Then I like my childhood sweetheart."
Yayoi kissed his beautiful eyes, like a dragonfly touching water.
The satisfied cat purred comfortably, almost floating.
On that day, the gathering of the three Yu families was held as scheduled.
In addition to the Yusan family, there are other famous families of conjurers. Yayoi's sharp ears have heard a lot of miscellaneous things. The elderly conjurer sighed, "The times are changing so fast. Who was there more than ten years ago?" Family, which family can't withstand the ups and downs, is no longer there." The younger conjurer tightened his heart on this occasion, carefully answered the elders' questions, and responded with a few words of conciliation from time to time.
She knows two of the three heads of the Gosan family. One is her husband, Satoru Gojo, who is the head of the Gojo family. The other is Naobito Zenin, the head of the Zenin family who came to the high school to fish for his son. The last one is the one she does not recognize. The head of the Kamo family, but when he saw Kamo Kenki in formal clothes following behind him, Yayoi roughly guessed who the other party was.
Kenki Kamo looks nothing like his father. Compared to his father, his appearance is more like that of his gentle and gentle mother, with soft facial features. Yayoi has never seen Kamo Kenki's mother. At first glance, he looks nothing like the head of the Kamo family, but if you look carefully, you can still find his shadow in some places.
Kamo Kenki was stunned for a moment when he saw Yayoi, and then thought that Yayoi was Satoru Gojo's wife, so it was not surprising that she appeared here. After the confusion was resolved, he nodded towards her as a greeting.
It is customary for the head of the family to attend gatherings on such occasions to bring the legitimate son of the family. It is not strange for Naoya Zenin to follow Naobito Zenin. Maybe it was because he was beaten twice by Yayoi. When he saw Yayoi, his eyes subconsciously dodge. Suddenly, his expression was distorted for a moment.
Yayoi ignored him.
This person often goes to Tokyo Magic High School recently, and his target is Toji Fushiguro, who is currently living in the high school. Toji Fushiguro, who has been harassed a lot by him, goes directly to the place where she and Satoru Gojo live to take refuge, so the uncomfortable person Became Satoru Gojo.
Two people who had killed each other once were disliked by each other, especially when this bastard dared to openly stay at his house and eat the food cooked by his wife!
There were so many such things that Satoru Gojo finally couldn't help but catch the culprit and beat him up. Naoya Zenin was beaten and a lot of ugly photos were taken, which were sent by Satoru Gojo to every group he was in.
The sound of conversation was like bottomless sea water, flooding the entire hall. Some people were laughing, some were talking about miscellaneous things, and the chaotic sounds crowded in. Yayoi's mind was buzzing. Someone in the crowd laughed a little, like It's a balloon that explodes with a 'pop'.
Yayoi rubbed his temples and saw someone holding up two glasses of wine. He handed one of the glasses to Satoru Gojo. With an unnatural smile on his face, he raised the glass to Satoru Gojo.
Satoru Gojo's expression remained unchanged, the corners of his lips were curved, and his heavenly pupils were filled with a breathtaking light.
The man who came over with the wine glass swallowed his saliva, fearing instinctively like a herbivore whose throat was strangled. It took him a while to find his voice, and tried his best to hold back his trembling, "Don't you dare to drink?"
Yayoi walked over, snatched the wine glass from the other person's hand with lightning speed, and drank the wine in the glass while the other person's fearful expression was still on his face.
The person in front of him blushed and opened his mouth to scold.
But Yayoi loosened his fingers holding the wine glass. The ceramic wine glass fell to pieces on the ground, and the light flowed in the cracks, like bright fireflies.
"Sorry, my hands are slippery," Yayoi said.
"I drink for my husband." Yayoi narrowed his eyes, "What's your problem?"
She smiled, her eyes bursting with dazzling light like lava, as if sparks would fly out and burn the other person in the next moment, burning the other person to ashes.
The six eyes that have always inherited unlimited magic techniques have a problem. The brain needs to receive too much information and operates at ultra-high power all the time. The brain naturally has little resistance to alcohol.
The normal operation of spells and spells is closely related to the brain.
But she doesn't need to, she can kill someone with just her fists.
This is a warning and a threat.
- Don't touch her cat.
The man who came with the wine glass stepped back in disbelief.
After the short interlude, it was as if this incident had never existed. Everyone drank and chatted about their own things. Different faces said different things, which were mixed together and squeezed into the mind like messy lines.
Yayoi rubbed her temples subconsciously, and a pair of warm hands covered her ears. The messy sounds were blurred in her ears, as if there was an extra barrier separating the two worlds.
Yayoi subconsciously grabbed the corners of Satoru Gojo's clothes. He was wearing a black formal suit today. His hair was neat and his clothes were neat. The originally neat corners of his clothes were wrinkled by her grip.
She tilted her head and blinked.
"Slip away." He bent his eyes like a cunning cat.
"You are the organizer." Yayoi said.
"That's the real organizer." Satoru Gojo turned his head and stared at Gojohiko, who was trying to minimize his presence in the corner. Obviously, the butler didn't want anyone to notice him.
He is just a fake promoter.
Yayoi paused and suddenly felt that the senior was really miserable.
"No one noticed anyway." Satoru Gojo said confidently.
Yayoi tilted her head, as docile as a house cat, and put her hand into Satoru Gojo's hand obediently. She suddenly noticed Satoru Gojo's hand. His hand was beautiful, with fair skin and well-defined joints, like It's like mutton-fat jade.
Snow began to fall in the sky at some point, and hazy snow dots fell from the dark night. The firelight wrapped around the white snow dots, spinning and falling into the ground.
Yayoi stretched out his hand, and the snowdrops fell on his palm. After a while, it turned into a very small puddle of water in his palm.
"Look, it's snowing." She turned around and spread her palms towards Satoru Gojo.
Satoru Gojo stretched out his hand to help her wipe away the snow spots on her head. He pulled his little wife into his arms and rubbed his chin against her hair.
"Look, I won't melt." Satoru Gojo said softly, "You are so warm, and I won't melt either."
"I can find you even if you fall into the snow." His wife smiled.
He raised his hand and touched his eyelashes, his eyebrows were arched, and his amber eyes were like candles covered in lampshades, warm and bright.
He closed his eyes and felt his wife's body temperature in the falling snow.
The world is hazy and soft, soft and warm.
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The author has something to say:
Gojoyan: One day I will fire my boss.
Gojohiko: ...Forget it, let’s keep going.
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